I started by enhancing cancer cells and uniquely obtained the Godhood Sequence.

The white devils had no way to deal with Lin Mo.

The only being on the scene who could barely contend with him was probably the White Demon leader, who had reached the maximum level of Rank 4.

He was currently overwhelmed and was being completely dominated by Mia.

At first, he was merely modest and dared not attack the eternal race.

But he gradually discovered that the other party was far more powerful than he had imagined.

He didn't go all out, and neither did his opponent.

Moreover, Mia would wait until his health was blasted down to the yellow line or close to the red line, and then wait for him to slowly replenish his health with potions.

This is like an adult playing with a child.

Unfortunately, the other party is an Eternal in its juvenile form!

So this is what an eternal race is like? They are so powerful it's suffocating.

The White Demon leader sighed inwardly, feeling that he was doomed this time.

The clan spent a great deal of resources to bring them to Earth, but who could have imagined that an eternal race would intervene along the way?

Although it might just be a small cub from the opposing clan, it is still an invincible force to them.

If Mia wanted to, she could easily kill herself quickly and then hunt down the other tribesmen in the jungle.

I just don't know why the other party didn't do that.

Did she know from the beginning that her servants would be able to defeat his people?

As his tribesmen fell one after another, the White Ghost leader grew increasingly anxious.

Not only did they fail to complete the mission, but if these tribesmen also died tragically here, then this operation would be a complete loss, even their underwear.

He only hoped that his people could defeat Lin Mo, so that at least there would be room for maneuver.

Unfortunately, what happened next left him in despair.

"Ghost Chains!!!"

Suddenly, chains gleaming with an eerie green light emerged from the jungle, tightly binding the concealed white ghosts.

Then Lin Mo effortlessly killed them one by one.

What terrified the white ghosts on the battlefield most was that as more and more white ghosts fell, their movements became increasingly sluggish.

At first, it was only reduced by 10%, then 15%, 20%, 25%...

It wasn't until half of the White Ghosts on the scene had fallen that they belatedly realized their attack speed had been reduced to less than half.

Even his breathing was much heavier than before.

Many white ghosts, unable to control their aura, could no longer remain hidden and re-revealed their forms.

Their expressions became even more panicked.

If you can't even maintain stealth, won't you die even faster?!

However, they were overthinking it, because whether or not they maintained their secrecy was actually irrelevant to Lin Mo.

It's just the emperor's new clothes.

From beginning to end, Lin Mo was like a volatile hunter, killing his "prey" one by one.

These locked-on white ghosts couldn't even escape.

Whenever a White Ghost starts to back down, Lin Mo immediately gives chase.

They found that standing in the middle of the field was fine, but once they ran away, their speed would be reduced by more than half again, and they would soon be caught up by Lin Mo and killed.

Now they couldn't fight back, and they couldn't run away, so they could only stand there trembling, waiting for death to come.

As one companion after another fell, the white ghosts found themselves gradually slowing down, their limbs becoming cold and stiff, until finally even drawing a bow and shooting an arrow became shaky, and they couldn't even make a basic aim.

Many of the arrows that were shot out were crooked and irregular, and Lin Mo didn't need to deliberately dodge them; they simply scattered around him.

After a while...

"I...I can't take it anymore!!"

Finally, one of the white ghosts broke down and screamed, sitting on the ground unable to move, looking at Lin Mo with fear in his eyes.

After he shouted, the other white ghosts also snapped their nerves and collapsed to the ground.

"Please, please don't kill me!"

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have come to Earth. I shouldn't have killed anyone!"

"Spare my life, and I'll give you anything, anything at all!"

"..."

They were like immature children, sitting on the ground, breaking down in tears, and constantly begging Lin Mo for mercy.

The White Demon leader, seeing this from afar, was enraged.

They, the White Ghosts, have stood in the Eternal Kingdom for a hundred years.

Although they are not as good as those mid-level or high-level races, they have never been so obsequious to a mere low-level player of a low-ranking race as they are today.

"All of you, stand up! The White Demon Clan would rather die than beg for mercy!!!"

He roared angrily at his men in the arena, his face flushed red, his voice almost cracking.

But the white ghosts had no eyes for their companions at this moment, only for Lin Mo.

They stared blankly as Lin Mo slaughtered one of his comrades after another. With each comrade killed, the fear in their expressions deepened.

Later, they even forgot that they were level 4, while Lin Mo was only level 2.

In fact, purely from the perspective of attribute strength, the 4th tier still has a certain advantage.

Now they are being slaughtered like chickens and dogs by the other side.

Lin Mo, however, grew stronger with each battle, becoming increasingly excited as he killed.

He was overjoyed.

He had previously thought that hunting would only weaken the prey, but as the white ghosts fell one by one, Lin Mo could clearly sense that his stamina and attack power were constantly increasing.

"So hunting has this kind of use..."

After the previous battles, he finally figured out the [Hunting] ability.

At first, he was also misled by the statement on the interface: "When you lock onto your hunting target, even a god will tremble before you."

The effect of [Hunting] is believed to be simply to slow down the locked target.

It turns out it wasn't simple at all.

While the primary ability of hunting is to reduce the opponent's four main attributes, it can also enhance one's own strength.

Besides time, the number of enemy soldiers killed is another factor that affects the effectiveness of the ability.

The more White Ghosts fall, the greater the impact on them.

This influence extends beyond just attributes; it also affects psychology.

The reason why the white ghosts completely collapsed was because of this.

Once Lin Mo had fully grasped the effects of [Hunting], he no longer held back.

Currently, his four-dimensional attributes have increased by at least two times, and even without using [Demonization], he can easily kill these white ghosts whose strength has been greatly reduced.

A few minutes later, the giant bone hand fell again, and the last white ghost besides the white ghost leader was also killed by Lin Mo with a single palm strike.

After Lin Mo withdrew his bone hand, he looked to the other side.

The White Demon leader was covered in wounds, his bloodline had been pushed below the red line, and all four of his limbs had been crippled by Mia.

Mia, as if presenting a treasure, kicked the White Ghost leader to Lin Mo's feet and said, "Master, this is for you."

Since she noticed Lin Mo was angry, she deliberately restrained herself and did not kill any more white ghosts. She simply suppressed and teased the white ghost leader to prevent the latter from causing trouble for Lin Mo.

Now it seems unnecessary.

Lin Mo dealt with the white ghosts more easily than she had imagined.

Even if she were in that situation, she definitely wouldn't be as good as the other person.

Lin Mo glanced downwards slightly. The White Ghost leader, his eyes glazed over, stiffly turned to look at Mia and said:

"Sir, what did you call him?"

Under the incredulous gaze of the White Demon leader, Mia stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at him with her green pupils:

"He is my master, do you have a problem with that?"

The White Demon leader, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, suddenly collapsed to the ground, laughing maniacally.

It turns out he was wrong from the start.

Lin Mo was not a servant at all; he thought that only the noble immortals were servants.

But how is that possible?!

He laughed wildly as he looked at Lin Mo, finding the world utterly absurd.

The next second, the giant bone hand fell, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

Lin Mo frowned slightly, looking at the lump of flesh beneath him, and said coldly:

"It's so noisy."